The Needing Spot
Sometimes we think we couldn’t possibly be good parents because we make mistakes. Or because so much of the time, it’s just so hard.
Sometimes I yell. I feel like I’m losing my mind-and my temper.
I have no idea what to do for Sam.
I never say the right thing.
Family night blew up.
I’m not cut out for this. My house is a wreck.
We fight. The kids fight. Quarantine has been one big ginormous fight.
I’m not sure where or how I fit as my kids become adults.
Clark won’t eat anything besides macaroni and Gushers.
I try every day. And I mess up. Every day.
From the mouths of moms, these are things I have heard-and quite recently at that.
You’ve heard them too.
Your girlfriends have said these things and you’ve jumped right in with something like this, “Did you see how you handled that name-calling episode? Top notch. Or how you calmed that scraped up toddler or angsty teenager with your touch and that big mama heart of yours? Well, I saw it. I see you. Take note, sister. You are remarkable.”… Read More »
Giving Back on Thanksgiving
It was exactly 8 years ago this month that my mom, sister and I set out to give back on Thanksgiving day. You wouldn’t find us at a soup kitchen or delivering turkey dinners (although those are both wonderful ideas). Instead you found as at the start line of a 5k – the Utah Human Race…
First Snow Cinnamon Rolls
Many snow days ago, one of our most favorite traditions showed up on our Colorado doorstep-quite literally. It was a sweet neighbor with a warm plate of cinnamon rolls. (Could there be a better combination?) She explained that every year, on the first snow, she would clear her day to make, enjoy, and then share…
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